paperweight tender_square "what have you been telling people?" he demanded. "i don’t know." how many times was he going to back her against the wall with interrogative questions? "i feel like there’s this whole plan going on that i’m not privy to, that doesn’t involve me." "i think people are making their own assumptions," she said. "how so?" "well, when they hear that we’ve bought a house here and that there’s a plan to live in both places for a while, i think the expectation is that we will eventually be here full-time, no?" "i never said that!" he crossed his arms, wounded and misunderstood. "honey," she said. "no one is pressuring you to do anything. do the paperwork if you want to; if you don’t want to, that’s okay too." 211224 what's it to you? who go blather from